Murder

Twigs snapped, sending her heart into overdrive.
Quiet.
If she could just stop making so much noise, then maybe she could get away. Maybe she'd live to see another day.
More twigs breaking. The sound was getting closer and closer.
A hand over her mouth, trying to not make anymore noise. She held her breath for as long as she could.
The noise stopped. It was silent.
Maybe he was gone. Maybe she really would survive. Maybe he'd given up. Maybe she was underestimating him.
A pale face peeked around the tree. Pale blue eyes widened at the sight of the back of a leather jacket. She jerked her head back from the side of the tree. Praying she wouldn't be noticed.
He turned, making no noise. A piece of blonde hair stuck to the side of the tree. Careful to make no sudden noises, he walked forward, stopping on the other side of the tree.
Squeezing her eyes closed, she knew she was going to die. There was no way out. She'd given in.
A black gloved hand reached around, taking ahold of her arm. He pulled her out, throwing her to the ground.
She opened her eyes, and looked right at him. She was ready to die. She wanted it to end.
For the longest minute either of them had ever had, he stared at her. Memorizing how she looked.
"Sarah, I-"
She glared at him. "Don't you ever say my name again. Just kill me like you have all the others, I'm no better then any of them."
Her final words. He didn't hesitate in pulled out a gun, and shooting her.
He walked away. Nothing left to say to the one person he'd ever truly loved.